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Chapter One
The screams echoed throughout the island reminding me of where I was at all times. The screams of the victims before me; the ones who never got away. My cell mates are two females like myself, Kaitlin and Jesse are their names, Kaitlin is now 17 years old and she's absolutely breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair is long and dark chocolate brown and her eyes big and green with the brightest of light in them; her skin like all of ours is creamy pale since we don't get out in the sunlight as often as needed. While Jesse is only 15 years old with dark red hair to her shoulders with dark brown eyes. Both girls are small around the waist and don't have that much bust. Kaitlin and Jesse are both asleep in their cots while I've been up basically all throughout the daylight hours. Footsteps sound down the corridors of the cell house for the females and I see them. Three male vampires walk down the corridors to either find a meal or a slave; sometimes both. They stop in front of my cell. I take a step back. One of the vampires is the main guard who is basically always on duty; his name is Jackal. Like all the other made vampires, his eyes are black as death and his skin deathly pale; border line gray. Jackal flashes me a grin; I sneer in response. The two vampires behind him look over my shoulder at the two sleeping girls. I purposely block their path. The vampires show their teeth at me; trying to scare me. I don't move or cower down to them. Jackal opens the cell door and he takes a step inside. He takes a look at me and then at the two sleeping girls. He looks back in the two vampire's direction.
"Which one did Gabriel say to take?" Jackal asked them.
"The sleeping ones don't match the description. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes. It's the one in front of you." One of the vampires says as he looks me over.
Oh my god…it's me.
"Pfft…it's not me, you're mistaken, it's the umm next cell. My eyes aren't blue...their green." I say slowly as I take a step back.
Jackal grins at me as he takes a step closer and his death black eyes stare into mine.
"They are…slightly green." He says as he raises his brow.
His cool breath blows in my face as he breathes; it's sickeningly sweet.
"Just take her; we'll sort it out later." The vampire says behind Jackal.
Jackal reaches forward to grab my wrist and I take another step back. His grin turns deadly. He reaches for me again and I kick his hand away. He charges forward and pins me up against the wall; I try my best to get out of his hold but he's too strong. I place my feet on the wall and arch my back and lean forward, he loses his balance and falls and I fall on top of him. He regains his senses and he tries to roll over but I think fast and I lean down and bite into his neck. He screams out in pain. I suck some of the blood down and within seconds; I'm extracted off of him and their carrying me away out of the corridors, Kaitlin and Jesse are awakened and I see their faces as they watch me being carried away against my will. I am taken into the vampire housing unit and I am soon inside of the mansion where the upper class vamps live. I am led down a stark white hallway and they take me upstairs and finally to a crimson red door; which they knock on and soon enter. They let me down and I see the vampire in control of the Island. I sneer; Jackal holds me back, his arms around my thin waist.
"I told you to bring her to me unharmed Jackal, why is she bleeding from her mouth?" The vampire in control asks as he takes a step forward from his lovely couch area.
Jackal smiles sarcastically.
"Gabriel that's not her blood, it's mine. She bit me." He says as he turns his head to expose a pink shiny scar in the form of my mouth.
Gabriel grins at me and I take the time to look the vamp in control over. Gabriel is wearing a red robe and his dark brown hair is slicked back and his eyes aren't like the made vampires, their a dark purple, they'd be beautiful if I wasn't terrified of him eating me. Gabriel comes forward and brushes his deathly cold hand against my cheek; he wipes the blood from my lips and licks it.
"Leave us." He says as he looks down into my eyes.
Jackal nods and the three vampires leave the room. I am left all alone to face my doom. I take a step back towards the door and hear the sounds of the door being locked from the outside.
"Come sit, have you eaten?" Gabriel the beautiful vampire asks as he sits down on his plush white couch and props his feet up on the coffee table in front of it.
I shake my head as I walk over to the couch area. A human maid comes in and sits down a glass of fresh blood in front of Gabriel and soup in front of me.
"What's your name?" He asks as he takes a sip of the fresh blood.
"Are you going to eat me?" I ask as I look down at my hands; not answering his question and not touching the soup.
A deep laugh echoes throughout the room, I guess he finds my question humorous.
"No. Now tell me, what's your name?" He asks.
"Rachel Hathaway." I answer slowly.
"Rachel Hathaway, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that you are free of being a slave on this island." Gabriel says.
My head snaps up and my eyes search his.
"I-I'm free, but why? How?" I ask.
"Your aura is how and why. You are blessed as a witch as said by an older more experienced witch. She said your thoughts were clouded, your aura was bright and blue, and that you yourself have the beauty of a witch." Gabriel says as he looks me up and down.
"A witch will be coming by soon to lead you to your housing unit, your new life." Gabriel says.
"Wait, I can't leave the island?" I asked.
"No, of course not. Not till you are trust worthy of course." He says.
A knock sounds on the door and it opens.
A pretty human like girl stands there in the doorway wearing a short blue strapless corset dress that comes above the knees. Her black hair is cut short in a bob and her eyes are crystal blue, a smile is pasted on her pretty round face.
"Ready?" She asks.
Gabriel nods and points towards the girl.
I get up and go with her.
We walk down the stairs and then the hallway; she introduces herself.
"Hey in case he didn't completely fill you in, I'm Blair WitchWood and considering my name, I'm a witch." She says.
"I'm Rachel Hathaway." I answer as we walk out of the vampire housing unit.
We walk down a trail at the minimum of a mile.
"Hathaway is the last name of an ancient witch, she was the Queen of her empire, she moved from place to place though; from the areas of Egypt to the Isles. She founded this island and made it a secret island for the supernatural. Her first name was Isis, the name Hathaway changes through the years though. But the name is familiar, if my historical thoughts are in place." Blair says.
We reach a far away housing unit that looks more put together than the vampires housing unit, it even has a welcoming sign out front.
Welcome to the Witches Housing Unit, we welcome you with Bright light and love
"This is your new home." Blair says as we enter the front door of the mansion.
The lobby has gray cold stoned flooring and a waterfall in the back of the room with a pool area beneath it; it looks like something out of nature. A receptionist desk is near by the waterfall and Blair leads me over to the receptionist which happens to be a man. He looks up as we approach.
"Yes?" He asks.
"New witch needs housing." Blair says.
The man looks me over and nods as he looks through a book. He hands over an amethyst key with a pentacle on its end, he hands it to Blair. Blair thanks him and blesses him and we leave upstairs. She leads me down a purple hallway and we find a door with an Amethyst colored pentacle on the door. She hands me the key and I unlock it. I open the door and it exposes a big living room area with plush white couches, black marbled flooring and a bed up against the back wall with windows on either side and two small bedside tables on either side of it. The bed itself is a king size with a blood red comforter and red silken pillow cases. A big plasma TV sits up against the right side of the room and a book case filled with many books sits against the left side. A doorway is a few feet beside the bookcase and Blair shows me that it's a kitchen area and a bathroom in the hallway area of the kitchen. A washer and dryer are in the closet of the kitchen area and the kitchen pantry is stocked with foods of all kinds including the fridge and the cabinets. The housing is all set; no more needed to be done. Blair showed me the clothing closet which was stocked full with all kinds of clothes. Blair lastly shows me that the bookcase opens up into stairs leading down into a basement like area. The small room had a closet full of witch materials and stuff and the room itself could be turned into anything if needed. I thanked Blair and even gave her a big hug.
"One more thing before I go and let you settle in…I've enrolled you into the beginning classes of the Witching School. It's basic training, nothing too serious. The serious stuff you have to learn on your own but they will teach you basic spells and magick, I'll let you know when you start." Blair hugs me back and leaves me to my new home.
The first thing I do after her leaving is a shower; a much needed shower. I open the new packaged soap and shampoo and conditioner and climb into the shower. I shave my legs and underarms and such with the given razors, wash my body from head to toe and wash my hair with the shampoo and conditioner and rinse off. I get out of the shower an hour later and dry off with a fresh white towel. I get dressed in a sleeping outfit from my closet; a thin black nylon gown. I dry my long blonde hair and before I can even reach my bed to go to sleep; there's a knock at the door. I drop the towel and quickly tip toe over to the door and look out of the peep hole. No one is out there. I slowly open the door just a crack to get a better look and before I know it, its burst wide open and shut before I can even blink an eye. Jackal is in the room smiling at me until he looks me over.
"You're clean. You must be happy." He says slowly as he walks over to my bed and lays down on it.
"Yes I'm clean and so was that bed until you came in." I replied spitefully.
"You kind of owe me; you drank from me. Blood was spilt and so there must be a consequence." Jackal says lazily.
Honestly, I've never liked Jackal or his beautiful features such as his pale blonde hair that comes just above his shoulders and his prominent brow or his muscular body and straight jawline and chin, even his Greek god nose that looked like it was straight from a statue. He grinned at me, I scowled.
"Ooh feisty are we?" He says as he sits up and looks me over again.
"What do you want Jackal?" I ask in a bored voice.
"I'd like some of your blood in return for my blood." He says as he stands up and towers over me by at least a couple of inches.
I look up into his black eyes and shake my head with a 'haha' smile on my face.
"That'll be the day hell freezes over." I reply as I point towards the door.
He pulls out a letter and hands it to me.
I frown as I open it.
Supernatural Laws of the Island
Any blood spilt by a slave upon one of the supernatural must submit to one act of the supernatural beings wishes; meaning you must do as asked one time and one time only in less you spill more blood. This law does not deal with death on either side; death will have to be dealt with in a more fashionable manner upheld by Gabriel the Head Vampire of the Island.
I shake my head with a grin on my face.
"Uhh heads up, I'm no longer a slave." I reply.
"Uhh heads up, you were a slave when you bit me." He replies.
The grin escapes my lips and I take a step back. He gets in a stance as if he's going to chase me. I run around the couch and run towards the kitchen hall door. He blocks the path. I turn around and run towards my bed, I jump up onto my bed and stand in the middle and watch him. He tries to get me from the left side of the bed so I jump down onto the right. He grins.
"I like a good challenge." He says.
"Just give up…" I say in a breathless voice.
"Not until I taste you." He says as he lunges forward.
Instead of coming straight on like I had thought he would, he cheated and came around the right side and I ran smack into him. He wrapped his arms around me and drug me over to the bed all the while I was kicking and hitting and screaming. He threw me down onto the bed and I looked up at him as he climbed on top of me and straddled me. I tried to push him off but it was no use. I started hitting his chest with my fists. He restrained my arms above my head with one hand and with the other; he slid my blonde hair away from my neck and leaned down. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. Knowing that there was a possibility of this hurting like hell; since I had never been bitten before or fed on for that matter. His breath was cool on my neck and sent chills down my spine; my breathing was shaky as I felt his lips touch my neck. What came next…shocked the hell out of me.
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